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You can still understand the voice. It does not bother to pass through sound waves in the air, instead it flashes directly in your mind. 

 He flinches violently, fire in his palm

 The tall skeletal figure looks around. “I DO NOT SEE ANYTHING TO BE HIDING FROM.” He passes his broom from one bony white hand to the other.

 He quickly signs, "Back off."

 The Grim Sweeper slowly glides away a short distance. Like a shadow stretched across the ground by the setting sun, it only causes him to appear larger. "IS THIS FAR ENOUGH?"

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 “You’re not with the Dark Forest Society, right? …Ah, it doesn’t matter. I’m Nai. I’ve been telling the truth to the world and the government wants to silence me.”

 "Now I don't know about no Dark Forest Society and I have no clue as to what you mean by "The Government", but I do know that truth is subjective."

 “SUBJECTIVE?! SUBJECTIVE?!?! Do you think Subliminal Healing is subjective? Do you think Tharizdao is subjective?? DO YOU THINK THE [1GP]ING SCRYING ATMOSPHERE THEORY IS SUBJECTIVE?!?!?” 

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*Ya know what, just for fun.* 

A bolt of light is shot down from the sky and ends up in the middle of the forest. Kicker up dust and debris causes a figure, dressed in white robes and a military style cap, to start coughing. "(GP)! Friggin material plane! So dusty!" A Boston accent grumbles. A man, or more accurately, a teenager bordering on a manhood, stands there, a baseball bat made of solid gold in one hand. 

 A thri-kreen runs up to you very quickly. <Hi! Would you be interested in purchasing 110.6 mL of injectable marijuana laced with russet mold? 5 copper per milliliter!>

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 “You’re not with the Dark Forest Society, right? …Ah, it doesn’t matter. I’m Nai. I’ve been telling the truth to the world and the government wants to silence me.”

 "Now I don't know about no Dark Forest Society and I have no clue as to what you mean by "The Government", but I do know that truth is subjective."

 “SUBJECTIVE?! SUBJECTIVE?!?! Do you think Subliminal Healing is subjective? Do you think Tharizdao is subjective?? DO YOU THINK THE [1GP]ING SCRYING ATMOSPHERE THEORY IS SUBJECTIVE?!?!?” 

 "Now see here, young... critter, you need to calm the **** down, before I blow your head off. I asked you some questions, and I want some answers. What do you mean by "The Government"? Last I checked, this little town wasn't affiliated with any sort of ruler or outside governance."

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 “You’re not with the Dark Forest Society, right? …Ah, it doesn’t matter. I’m Nai. I’ve been telling the truth to the world and the government wants to silence me.”

 "Now I don't know about no Dark Forest Society and I have no clue as to what you mean by "The Government", but I do know that truth is subjective."

 “SUBJECTIVE?! SUBJECTIVE?!?! Do you think Subliminal Healing is subjective? Do you think Tharizdao is subjective?? DO YOU THINK THE [1GP]ING SCRYING ATMOSPHERE THEORY IS SUBJECTIVE?!?!?” 

 "Now see here, young... critter, you need to calm the **** down, before I blow your head off. I asked you some questions, and I want some answers. What do you mean by "The Government"? Last I checked, this little town wasn't affiliated with any sort of ruler or outside governance."

 “You know, The Government. The one that secretly controls every world. I can show you my evidence!” Nai pulls out a ream of paper. Every page is covered in Japanese, Czech, Amharic, Draconic, Basque, Halfling, and English script, all overlapping and illegible.

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*Ya know what, just for fun.* 

A bolt of light is shot down from the sky and ends up in the middle of the forest. Kicker up dust and debris causes a figure, dressed in white robes and a military style cap, to start coughing. "(GP)! Friggin material plane! So dusty!" A Boston accent grumbles. A man, or more accurately, a teenager bordering on a manhood, stands there, a baseball bat made of solid gold in one hand. 

 *friend*

*[tackle]*

Kylar, who was moving towards the pillar of light, looks at him curiously, "Uh, hello?"

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*So what are thy characters doing, Alaric?*

 Here's my list:

Anastasius is practicing raising the dead out in the forest

 Pch-Ptah walks up behind. <Cool, who were they?>

 The wizard flinches a little, looking at the person who snuck up on them, "Um... I'm not sure. Just found their bones a couple months back"

 <Ooh! I love me some bones. So nutritious! What’re ya planning for the undead? A massive undead attack on the tavern? That would be really cool to see! Want some cheap drugs?> The thri-kreen seems very unfocused and the reason doesn’t seem very unclear.

 "Um, I'm good, I'd like to keep my body in working condition." He says, shaking his head, "And no, I'm just practicing my magic."

 <A necromancer eh? The last necromancer I met didn’t want any either, but he was on the far side of 500. He only looked 218 though!> Pch-Ptah takes out a copper piece, waves its lesser left hand over it, and says something in Thri-kreen. Pch-Ptah casts detect thoughts.

 "I'm... not that old." He shrugs

Surface thoughts: (Why did he do that weird coin thing?)

 <Oh no, I didn’t mean to imply that. I apologize for my rudeness. But you do know that this isn’t normal stuff right?> Pch-Ptah holds out a clump of odd, rusty-green moss. <This stuff’s sacred. It’s used to aid in oracular processes. And I’d sell it to ya for two silver! That’s as good as free given what it takes to get this.>

 "Thank you for the offer, but if I wanted to be an oracle I would've studied divination." He says with a nervous chuckle

 <Fair enough.> Pch-Ptah attempts to probe deeper into Anastasius’s mind. Make a Wisdom saving throw. <My shortened name is Pch-Ptah. So, got any enemies?>